Benefits With My Teacher

BWMT- 26

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Mr. West dragged me out of the beach, shoved me (no surprise here) in his oh so expensive car which I suspect is still new and sped off away from the beach. We weren’t heading home, that’s for sure since he was driving to the opposite direction I’ve never been. Don’t blame me, it’s not like I ever need to pass here.

My burning cheeks were starting to calm down after the evil little twat of a teacher which I must say is exceptionally hot and good looking just held my hand. My eyes diverted down to my hands, remembering the feeling of his touch. I smiled, as I tried to suppress a giggle. I don’t just laugh suddenly when nothing’s funny like a crazy person. Well, that just happened once I never plan to do it again.

“So,” I started, breaking the awkward silence. “Your friend lives around here eh? Kind of far if you think about it, you know, from the busy city.”

“Yeah he lives here but he stays here during the weekends, days off or when he just wants to.”

“Oh” was my world famous lame response. His friend must e pretty rich too considering that he has a house here and back in the busy city. And gas which I can say I is pretty damn expensive nowadays to travel back and forth.

I got out of the car when we arrived. The house was big, modern and beautiful. Why it is that all his friends are rich? Seriously, they should share some of it. The front door opened, revealing a blonde. The same blonde guy from before! What was his name? Liam? Or was it Lucifer?

Definitely Lucifer.

I opened my mouth to ask Mr. West but Lucifer over here spoke first. Ladies first Lucifer!

“What are you doing here? Miss me so much?” he teased Mr. West.

“Oh grow up.” Mr. West scoffed.

“Oh and you did?” Lucifer (I don’t know if that’s his name but I’m having a hunch that it is) snarled playfully. “You brought your student here in my house, cutting classes I presume to fuck, right? Kinky. You grow up.”

I flushed in a deep crimson color. How could he just say things so bluntly?! And no, we are not going to fuck.

“Please, we aren’t cutting any classes and unfortunately your house was the nearest to beach so I had no other option.” Mr. West rolled his eyes. “And no, we do not fuck, at all. How can it be kinky, Luke?”

Damn, we even think alike.

Luke! Luke! Luke! That’s what his name is! And obviously not Lucifer.

My cheeks were still burning as Luke said, “Let me repeat, what are you doing here?”

Mr. West raised a brow. “Field trip to the beach, got bored and so did she since she was stupid enough to not check the backside of the form where it asks you to join some games were.”

Luke turned to my direction and grinned. “Don’t worry I don’t check the backside of anything too, except from hot girls. What was you name again?”

I restrained a laugh that was going to escape my lips and answered him. At least he asked me, and did not assume my name like what I did. “Kate. Kate Ellison.”

“Ah, nice to meet you Kate.” He sent me on of those dashing, sexy smiles. “I haven’t formally introduced myself, eh? I’m Luke Myers.”

Mr. West punched his arm gaining a groan from Luke. “Stop flirting. She’s a minor.”

“That didn’t stop you West.”

“Well just shut the fuck up Myers.” Mr. West snapped. “So, are going to let us in or not?”